.::Monday, August 02, 2004 LIfe in the eyes of a Ba Pao
had this interestin chat with jane last wk that it kinda inspired me to hmm....write through the eyes of a third person...hahhaa...and guess wat...i guess i wanna do it...hahahha...ok its a bit lite hearted...but b4 i go there i just wanna say hooray!!! my team are second in floorball...hahaha...i flopped today but still scored...dat means wat...hahaha...dun mean to boast lar it was a team effort...anyway back to the main show...hahahah...i cant believe i m embarkin on somethin i hv never done b4...its so excitin...okoko...here it goes...
Life In The Eyes Of a Ba Pao(Meat Bun)
A Ba Pao's life last's only a day...
From the moment the maker forms the dough
For all his Pao's...
Only a certain Portion are meant for Ba Pao's
The hands of the pao maker are skilled
Making every single one unique
From the smoothness of a Tau Sar
To the crownly ones of a Ba Pao
The stuffing is the heart of a pao...
To the red bean, yam and chicken
To the lotus, char siew and of course
The meat...for the Ba Pao
The beat of the heart of a pao
Happens at the flick of the stove
When steam rises and warms
Eventually making the Ba Pao and his brothers....
Complete....
They are then whisked away
On mobile saunas
To places where they sit and wait
In the steam hoping for someone to take them
The Ba Pao always thinks
He is always the king...
Because of his crown and size
That even beats the char siew's dot
He always puts others down
Because he is the ba pao
King of the pao's
For he knows he is wise
That he would satisfy people's delight
But how shortsighted was he
That as he gloated and soaked in the steam
He never realised that he was lonely
As his brother's were all picked
To satisfy someone's tummy
Then they will go all yummy
As they tickled their bellies
He began to become soggy as hours went by
It was as if he was crying wishing the world to pass by
And as the sun set down
The owner of the mobile sauna
Cleaned up his stall
Went to where the Ba Pao was...
Shook his head...
Took him out and put him with the other
Unwanted food...
The Ba Pao began to cry...
As he knew he desrved better than this...
That he was the king of Pao's
Not a piece of trash
The keeper took him out with the others...
And dumped him in the trash...
The Ba Pao was terrified
For it was so dark and smelly
How he wished he was picked
How he wished he would satisfy one's needs
As he began to weep...
He heard the plastic enclosing him rip
The piercing light blinded the pao
And everyone beside him...
He saw a paw that flung him out to the road...
He knew this was his end...
It was his fate...
As the animal gnawed on his now so shabbled body
He just gave in as it tore his flesh apart
Going for the heart...
Ripping it out...
That was his end...
So he thought...
Because as always...
Ba Pao was always short sighted...
This king of the pao's...
For he never knew about the life cycle...
That he has fulfilled his purpose
By satisfying the needs of an animal...
How shortsighted the Ba Pao was...
For all his sufferings...
He never thought of such a thing...
Darn...i think that is so poorly written...shd give suggestions...hahaha...but wat i thought would turn out happy became a tragedy...how sad Ba PAo is...hhahaa..anyway...the moral of the story is...(there could be more or i may just be talkin crap)...is that we may be hoping like the Ba Pao...hoping for something great...but when we dont get it...its no use sulking and bein remorseful...for u may never know...that was not ur purpose in life...like the Ba Pao...his end was an animal's need...so in a way...dun feel bad for everything wasted...for somehow someway...there is some gd use to it...haha...cool huh....how hmmm "inspiring"....well anyway...i still wonder how its like to be a pao...sitting in a steamer all day...waiting for their turn to be munched away...wat if the pao one day jumps up and runs away...guess that wont happen hey...haha...oh well...will rite abt the ba pao again hor...hahaha...yeah...so till nxt time...
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